The Virgin And The Billionaire

across the busy New York street. One wrong step and everything cou

alread

ld sneakers splashed through a puddle, but she didn't stop. Ahead of her stood a hug

s off and leave, she to

g out of a movie-shiny floors, gold accents, and the smell of expensive colog

é apron, feeling com

ter," she said softly

e replied with

a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were red from the cold, her hair messy, but he

stopped on th

ncy, and intimidating. A woman with straight blonde ha

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no

He's w

heart skip

offee to an assistant, not Adrian Bl

th and pushed open t

s suit fit him perfectly, and the bright city lights be

sk," he said with

deep, calm,

ut she tried to act normal. She should have left right after, but something m

he tu

caught in

lue eyes that looked like ice, dark hair combed back neatly-he l

ed on her and

er name tag. "You're not

oday," she said quickly.

gaze move over her like a wave. It

ee on your sle

caramel had spilled on her arm.

bled. "It's been

rink coffe

s a double carame

lse. They didn't show up."

at him, sur

ike wastin

up. Their fingers t

simple touch. Her heart skipped

" she wh

or a moment, his

omething that

ly want you to deliv

s widen

tructions well,

at, he turned ba

ppened. She finally stepped out of the o

e leaned against the wa

was

lionaire just

city. She wasn't rich. She wasn't fancy. And she d

ver even b

her like she was

e wanted to

was about

o was